The mid-west isn't actually in the middle...

I hope you don't find out this way, but with the speed at which things are moving, there is a good chance you will. We are moving! More than half way across the country to corn-land in southern illinois. Not to farm corn, there's more than enough of that going on as it stands... but to take an opportunity to work with a church we really believe in to lead music at their worship services to a God we really believe in.

We got the offer this past Thursday and we leave on May 15th. From here to there it's mostly wrapping things up with our jobs, finding ways to agree on what to take with and what to let go, and finding ways to say good-bye to people we love. We are excited to nurture our new relationships and to find out which of our bonds out here are meant to last.

Everything is bittersweet at the moment. Jaron has a knack for smelling the ocean far more often than I can from our house. And every time he tells me to give it a try I hesitate. What if it changes my mind?

It's all moving so fast it's hard to take it in, but in some ways I'm grateful for the band-aid being ripped off and I'm committed to not picking at the scab. (yes, i know, I took the analogy too far...)

The most difficult reality for this is that we can't go back and make up for the fact that we haven't spent near enough time with some of the people we are leaving and there's not time to fix it. I'm just hoping I'll learn my lesson.

Love to you.

play it again

Every identity I have needed to read the preacher's story. And I will need to read it again tomorrow.